Chapter 49

“Do you have a number where he can reach you?”

“Sure.” He recited it to her. “That’s my cell phone.”

She repeated it back. “You men and your new-fangled toys.” He could hear the smile in her voice.

“Yes, ma’am.” He couldn’t help smiling himself. “Well, I have to get back to work, Miss Abby. It was nice talking to you.”

“Same here. Take care of yourself, Jack. And congratulations on your upcoming marriage.”

“Thanks.”

They said goodbye, and Jack hung up, refusing to give any thought to the time his friend might have spent with that…waiter.

* * * *

He was in the trailer at the work site, about to step outside and tell his crew they could call it a day, when his cell phone rang.

“Jackson.”

“Did you call at the ungodly hour of nine A.M. just to say thanks?” Tom asked.

“No, actually, I called to hear your voice.” Jack blinked. Where had that come from? “Just kidding, Tommy.”

“Sure you are.” He yawned.

“You just waking up?”